When its all real
my goose bumps come back to haunt me
like the ghost of my past
taking me back
to where time wasn’t so fast
i thought it would never end
my mascara had to wash away
it didn’t matter what i would say
i was just a pretty face
just keep writing and writing and writing
just keep fighting my darling and keep being that lightening
that everyone knows can be so silently frightening
your passion on paper
written in ink
flying with words of that pen your still holding
don’t switch it for pink
black is your color
now let that be in sync
beats in the floorboards
and beats on my heart
our passion so loud
our mountain so large
we got to the top
now hop on the stars.